Ah, milestones. Those little achievements that mark the maturation of baby into boy (or girl), and for some mothers, even grounds for some in-your-face my-baby-is-better-than-yours bragging rights.

*LOVE* those moms.

But while there are the standard milestones that our pediatricians and books tell us to look out for, there are some that I find to be much more noteworthy.  For example, both T9 (aged 11 months) and Plus One (aged, 2 and 5/6 years) have recently come upon some really amazing accomplishments.  Please excuse the dramatic introduction…they’re really just THAT exciting to me:

T9’s FONTANEL is shrinking!  Oh, that’s right, this boy has had a crater in his head…a crater that THROBS…for AGES.  And it has grossed. me. out.  Also?  Induced anxiety.  Because, really…is it SUPPOSED to throb that much?  Is he dehydrated?  DOESN’T THAT HURT?!  But as he ages, the hole is getting much less noticeable.  Also, he has a bit of a patch of hair up there now, so that helps, too.

And Plus One?!  Plus One has reached the “Momma?Momma?Momma?Momma?Momma?Momma?” age! (!!)

Yeah, okay, this one is not exactly exciting.  Acutally it’s devastating.  But he still says things like “pampake” (pancake) and “perrrr-sick!” (perfect!) so that totally (mostly) makes up for the incessant talking.

And, as much as I absolutely HATED when people would tell me to “ENJOY IT!” when I first announced my kids’ births (ENJOY IT?! I HAVEN’T SLEPT IN 10 MONTHS!), I totally get it now.  My babies have up and left and these two little boys have come and taken their places!  If they weren’t so cute and agreeable (well…), I might have to call the authorities.  But we’ll give it a month…see how it goes.

(And *this* is totally how you get tricked into having MORE BABIES.)